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You have selected this audiobook, and by doing so, you have knocked on my door. This insinuates your desire to know more about me. So let us not waste time and commence. In my house are four doors that lead you to four rooms. The first door leads you to my soul. The second door leads you to my heart. The third door leads you to my mind. The fourth door leads you to my senses. Now, which room would you like to enter?

I was born to create an affair between a pen and a paper. Make then flirt with one another. Make them fall in love with each other. I was born to write forever. What I write may not all be masterpieces. But these are my words. They murmur in my ears. They glisten my sight. They mesmerize my senses. I am caught up in these books. Trapped in my very own self. My life will go on in these endless books. I was born to die holding a pen and a paper. Writing tangled words.

Hope is about a woman who lives in a drowned world and is going through a silent ruin, and finds comfort in believing that her own self exists as another being, and confides her innermost secrets to her. It all started with a dream, advancing to a nightmare that then became a reality. Hope plays a lonely game in silence, until her dreams turn to dust. She lives her life through an illusion that ends with capturing her own light, making that moment an unforgettable day. This novel reveals in detail how a woman suffers from depression, and how it rules and guides her life through her journey in finding solace.

Muddy Minutes accentuates a phase in the life of actress Turquoise Colmenares that depended on one decision that would change her present and maybe her future, considering that it is impossible to satisfy everyone. Brave acts and scenes of perseverance gained her incessant admiration and unveiled a subject that many actors dreaded. She walked through her blown-away dreams and tossed hopes with grace. She dared to live through all the muddled moments.

Autumn’s choices left her misunderstood and isolated. She walked with oblivion. She found herself talking to only herself. The burden of knowing and seeing too much at a young age defined her stillness. As I wander my way through the years. Sometimes searching to avoid my mind. Sometimes lost from promises and lies. Sometimes waiting to save me from myself.

I am talking to you. Specifically, I am talking to your mind. Do you agree or disagree with all my philosophical, psychological, and logical thoughts? Some of my thoughts might probably be nonsense and illogical. Sometimes when I think profoundly about a matter, I often come to the conclusion that there is no universal definition for sense or logic and that they vary from one person to another. My thoughts are unsettling for most people and adequate for fewer people.